I love being told I’m a good dog. After a long day at work, being able to come home, put on my collar strip naked and fall to all fours feels absolutely wonderful. I am walking in circles before lying down to rest or sleep. I had dreams about being turned into a dog, they are fuzzy, but I woke up a dog and had a hard time getting on two legs. I’m scratching my ears, panting happily, barking at animals, wanting to pee on trees.